Metal Meredith

Time to Fly

It is a long running joke in my family that when you get a phone call from my sister ‘just to say that she loves you’, she probably had a dream that you died. We have all received this call more than once. I am not going to do that here, nor will I be calling people one by one to say good-bye. However, I feel the need to publicly thank both sets of our parents for bankrolling much of this trip.

Today, Phil and I are taking our first vacation since Vivienne was born. We are going to London and Amsterdam for a week. This is my first trip outside the US and I am a little nervous of what I might find. So much so, in fact, that I probably won’t snap out of this until we are comfortably in our hotel tomorrow morning.

Vivienne is preparing for a overstimulated, week-long adventure with grandmothers and cousins. I am sure we will return to a virtual hellion as a result of all of the spoiling, as is the ultimate right of grandparents.

I have also decided that being without my computer for a week would be like cutting off one of my arms. So into the carry-on it goes. Updates are sure to come, although I am not sure how often. This will also allow me to upload photos and share them sooner rather than the bombardment that would happen afterwards.

Feel free to comment or email me if you have any good recommendations of places to visit or eat while we are there!